He quoted an N'sync song to confess his attraction to me. Needless to say, I had sex with him.
I realized today that I should stop thinking so much with my vagina instead of my brain.
Please tell me this doesn't mean another "surprise road trip" where I spend all my money on gas and the SURPRISE destination is the abortion clinic.
But what if I pay for the gas?
He gave me a 420 gift that consisted of a dime bag, a philly cheesestake, and a Pepsi that was still cold. If he ever wants a free bj, I got him.
Well I woke up with a note on me reading Dear Passed Out Girl, and ending with why I shouldn't drink so much. Damn Tequilla.
I just broke a sweat shaving my own vagina. Something has got to change.
Remind me tomorrow that I was taking shots of burnetts in the subway line while placing my order
Dude, this guy showed up with a 40 and stayed for two days. I want that lack of responsibility
In college, I had one standard. Penis. A lot has changed since then. Now I really only have one standard. Breathing.
this speak and spell drinking game will be the death of us all.
Um, would you be up for dick jousting? Stefanie is willing to pay 40 bucks.
Yay! Also. When you're coming down eat waffles and touch yourself. You won't regret it.
Yes, you can go into Petsmart drunk but the cats awaiting adoption don't appreciate the soft pretzels squeezed through their cages.
just yelled CURVEBALL at my nightie because it turned out to be a pair of shorts
Nooo. I was entirely happy pretending that my vagina only existed for peeing and releasing Satan's waterfall.
Dude. Got a sore throat. Don't know if it's because my body is rejecting Michigan or cause of the bad ass blow job I gave last night
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